O God, Thou Hast Cast Off Thy Saints

Verse 1

O God, You have cast off Your saints; Thy face You do in anger hide; And lo, the church for terror faints, While breaches all her walls divide!

Verse 2

Hard things You have upon us laid, And made us drink most bitter wine, But still Thy banner we’ve display'd, And borne aloft the truth divine.

Verse 3

Our courage fails not, though the night No earthly lamp avails to break, For You wilt soon arise in might, And of our captors captives make.

Verse 4

Through Thee we shall most valiant prove, And tread the foe beneath our feet; Through Thee our faith shall hills remove, And small as chaff the mountains beat.